Christmas gift

This is a part of collab project with I Think I Like You creators, if you guys would like to see my part of collab, you can visit and support them on their patreon! Patreon.com/IThinkILikeYouArt made by @Herutastic & and the following story by @Yeentrash on twitter or bsky"Merry Christmas, Rhein," the reindeer muttered under his breath as he leapt off the deliverytruck. Frustration etched deep into his face, he stomped his way to the back to retrieve the finalpackage of the night. Whoever had concocted the brilliant idea of scheduling Christmas Evedeliveries deserved a close and personal discussion—with his fist.Of course, there was no one else to blame but himself. This assignment, equal partspunishment and final chance, was his penance for a long history of missed deliveries."I have a tight schedule; I can't wait around for someone to take three minutes to open a damndoor," Rhein grumbled aloud, as if vocalizing his complaint could somehow win the argumentbrewing in his own mind.At least the house was lit up, a promising sign of life within. Yet, something about the scenemade his fur prickle with unease. A subtle wrongness lingered, just out of reach, but undeniablypresent.DING-DONGWithout hesitation, Rhein yanked out one of the stickers he had practically memorized: "Deliveryattempted. No one home." As he turned to leave, his resolve faltered."Damn it. What am I doing?" he muttered, spinning back to face the door. He unceremoniouslydropped the package on the front step."Uh... hello?" Rhein called, peering through one of the small windows inset in the door. "DasherExpress."Silence.Whatever, he thought, shoving the box into a nearby bush. But as he turned to leave, his eyessnagged on a pesky little checkbox on the shipping label:PROOF OF DELIVERY: SIGNATURE REQUIREDHe let out an audible groan, hoping the sheer force of his displeasure might summon thehomeowner to the door. Begrudgingly, Rhein bent down to retrieve the package once more."Dasher Express!" he bellowed, punctuating his words with a firm knock on the door.A sound. Was it a chuckle? A scream? Whatever it was, he definitely heard someone inside thehouse.."Oh, hell no. I will deliver this package."Taking a few wary steps back, Rhein surveyed the house—his battleground. Built like a fortress,it was a veritable stronghold. Every window was shut tight, every door firmly locked. Therewasn’t a single crack in its armor, no carelessly left-open window or conveniently unlocked latch.But just as hope began to dwindle, something caught his eye—the chimney. A wild, borderlineridiculous idea popped into his head. It was big enough to fit him, wasn’t it?“I am not losing this job,” Rhein muttered with steely resolve as he marched back to his truck.His gaze darted around, searching for something—anything—that could secure the package tohis back.“Come on, there’s gotta be something. Anything... Aha!” His eyes lit up as he grabbed amassive roll of Christmas ribbon. It was a holiday gift from the company, meant for drivers todecorate packages during the season. Naturally, Rhein hadn’t touched a single inch of the100-foot roll—until now.With a grin that bordered on manic, he wrapped the ribbon tightly around his torso and the box,encasing them together in what could only be described as an industrial-strength festivecocoon.“You’re not going anywhere, buddy.”Determined, Rhein circled the house until he found a section of wall overgrown with vines. Hestopped, staring at them for a full minute as if debating his life choices.“Screw it,” he muttered, grabbing hold and beginning his ascent.Reaching the roof, Rhein’s plan crystallized. This package was going to be delivered—andsigned for—no matter the cost. He crept toward the chimney, each step on the tiles precariousand deliberate. Upon reaching the edge, he peered down into the sooty abyss. Tentatively, heran a finger along the interior wall. Black dust clung instantly to his fingertips, smearing like anaccusation.“Is this some kind of cosmic punishment?!” he roared, shaking both fists at the heavens. “FUCKOFF!”Across the street, a man walking his dog paused, squinting upward at the bizarre spectacle of ashouting reindeer on a roof while undressing himself. “Mind your own business, Robert. Nokink-shaming.”Returning to the task at hand, Rhein groaned as he continued shedding his uniform. His bosshad been explicit—one stain, even the smallest smudge, and he’d be fired. The last thing heneeded was a soot-covered jacket as evidence of this escapade.Down to his boxers, Rhein stood at the edge of the chimney, his breath misting in the cold nightair. He took one final deep breath, followed by a long, resigned sigh.“Here goes nothing,” he muttered, gripping the rim of the chimney and lowering himself in.Not even a full meter into the descent, an awful realization dawned on Rhein—the soot-coveredwalls were incredibly slick.“Oh no”. Final words of a man who was about to get hurt.---“Give me a second, chat. I think I heard something,” Red announced as he yanked off hisheadset. Clad in nothing but his usual gaming attire—boxer briefs—he stood and stretchedbefore honing in on the noise. From downstairs came a chorus of groans and muffled curses.In hindsight, he might have thought twice. But adrenaline surged through his veins, and thistiger wasn’t the type to back down. Fight or flight? He chose the former. Snatching thedecorative katana mounted above his PC, Red darted out of his room.‘I saw this in Bleach,’ he thought to himself as he leapt down the entire staircase in one fluidmotion. His claws dug into the carpet upon landing, katana poised dramatically over oneshoulder.“Omae wa mou shindeiru,” he whispered with a grin sharp enough to rival his claws.But instead of an intruder, Red found himself face-to-face with a rather unconventional sight—areindeer, bound with Christmas ribbon and rendered completely immobile.“Hot, naked, buffed man... Holy shit, Santa is real!”The reindeer flinched. “This isn’t what it looks like! I’m just trying to deliver a pa—wait. Did youjust say hot?” The shift in his expression—from panic to intrigue—was so abrupt it caught evenhim off guard.Red, still attempting to project menace, leveled his katana at the stranger. “Maybe I did.”Rhein swallowed hard. Something about this tiger—this slender, confident twink—was unsettlinghim in ways he hadn’t anticipated. “Not gonna lie,” he muttered, trying to maintain composure.“That entrance was pretty hot too.”Silence enveloped them as they scrutinized each other, gradually acknowledging the inevitabletension between them. "You wanna fuck?" Rhein, the unintentional provocateur, broke thesilence.Instantly, he realized the recklessness of his suggestion while bound with his hands behind hisback. Red advanced toward him, hastily shedding his boxers. Rhein felt an irresistible magneticpull toward this enigmatic figure and eagerly opened his mouth to receive him.Red gasped as Rhein deftly took him in, engulfing his length almost entirely. Waves of heat andwetness sent shivers of pleasure coursing through him. He hadn't anticipated the other to be soeager.Feeling Red's arousal intensify within his mouth, growing as hard as stone, Rhein's own desiresurged.Red withdrew, his member brushing against Rhein's cheekbone. Rhein's pleading gaze, filledwith longing and anticipation, nearly compelled him to indulge once more. However, Red hadother plans. "Do you know what’s in the package you delivered?"Without awaiting a response, Red moved behind Rhein, unboxing its contents. Rhein strainedagainst his restraints to catch a glimpse, but the bindings restricted his movement. A chill ranover him as his boxers were stripped away. As confusion settled, realization dawned when herecognized the unmistakable sound of a vibrator. "Wa-wait, I'm a top, I d- AAUUUGH," hestammered when the vibrator was firmly yet gently introduced.Experiencing penetration for the first time, initial discomfort quickly transformed into pleasure ashe relaxed. "F-fuck..." he breathed, savoring every moment and craving more. Red stoppedmidway, seemingly aware of the tantalizing game he played."Beg," Red murmured into his ear."You'll regret this, you brat," Rhein warned with defiance.Red chuckled softly, easing the vibrator out."Wait!" Rhein was engulfed by bewilderment, but one thing was clear: the void left him yearning."Please..."Red whispered again, relishing his dominance over the larger man. "Please what?"“Motherfucker…” Rhein relented, his voice a mixture of frustration and desperation, “Please, putit in… All the way.”A soft, amused chuckle was followed by the newfound sensation of fullness, the vibrator elicitingtingling sensations from within. "Fuck... Yeah..." Rhein managed to utter through moans.Red circled around him, seating himself on the couch and guiding the reindeer by his antlers tojoin him."Keep this up, and you'll regr—" Rhein's words were abruptly cut off as Red pulled his antlersdown, thrusting his cock into Rhein's mouth, the tip brushing his throat."Fuck," Red whispered, gripping the antlers tightly as he thrust hard. A torrent of thoughts racedthrough his mind: the exquisite sensation of his cock enveloped in Rhein’s hot, wet mouth, thethrill of effortlessly dominating someone twice his size."I'm... close..." Red gritted out, his voice strained with impending climax.Rhein felt the cock twitch within his mouth, driven by an inexplicable need to satisfy the tiger. Hemoved his head with fervor, intensifying the rhythm until Red exploded, filling his mouth withcum. Rhein eagerly swallowed, ensuring he coaxed out every drop.Red reclined, arms limp at his sides. "That... was incredible..." he murmured, his eyes flutteringshut.“We’re not done.”Red opened his eyes again only to find the reindeer standing in front of him “You could’ve freedyourself all this time?”"I'm a kinky fucker," Rhein admitted with a mischievous smile, leaning down to capture Red in adeep kiss, urging him to taste himself, what he had done inside his mouth.With unsurprising ease, Rhein lifted Red, flaunting his strength and size difference. Theyresumed their passionate exchange, hands exploring each other's bodies. Rhein slowly loweredRed onto his cock. "Ah..." a soft moan escaped Red's lips as Rhein’s head popped inside hisass.The tiger felt his body stretch with every inch, each movement a deliberate tease as Rhein letgravity guide their joining, only to lift him slightly and thrust down again—a measured pace thathinted at playful retribution.Soon, Red found himself completely impaled, his arms wrapped around Rhein amidst apassionate kiss. The vibrations from the dildo were strong enough to transmit through Rhein’scock, an exhilarating sensation he hadn't anticipated. The shared pleasure from the samesource drove both of them wild.But the reindeer had other intentions. Carrying Red to a table, he nearly dropped himface-down. "Now the fun begins..." he declared with a smug grin. Before Red could process,Rhein withdrew almost entirely only to forcefully thrust back in, a motion that left Red seeingstars."AH! FUCK!" Red exclaimed, overwhelmed by sheer pleasure. He craved more, and his desiresseemingly resonated with the reindeer.Slapping sounds could be heard all over the house as hips connected with ass cheeks. Rheinheld nothing back, intuitively aware that Red relished it.“Huh, you like it rough, little brat?” Rhein chuckled, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. Theexperience was unlike anything he’d ever had—not only was Red's ass the best he had everfucked, he could go as rough and hard as he desired. So he did.Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.Like a relentless machine, Rhein pounded on, elated by Red’s moans and gasps each time hestruck the perfect spot. The symphony of Red's pleasure, an unexpected delight, was a rewardhe never thought he could take so much pleasure from. He wanted more, he wanted to hear himmoan, to be the one who was responsible for it.Red's vision blurred, dark spots danced in his sight. "AH… AH… AH…" he breathed, his bodyresponding on instinct alone. "AH AH AH," his moans merged with Rhein’s swift thrusts. Theywere both teetering on the edge.Rhein leaned down, grabbing Red's head to hold him in place. He sensed the climaxapproaching; He could feel it as Red’s body contracted so hard around his cock, he thought hemight not be able to pump his load inside him.They continued like this for a full minute, Rhein expertly controlling both of their climaxes,making sure to edge both as much as he could. But even he could not take it much longer. Withslower yet much harder thrusts, he pushed his cock as deep as he could.Red’s vision darkened completely as he sensed Rhein’s massive cock twitch deep inside him,filling him with wave after wave of cum, each pulse a palpable presence. He could actually feelhimself being filled. That sensation pushed Red over, shaking as he came on the table.In the aftermath, silence settled, broken only by their labored breathing until a single word cutthrough: "More..."Rhein glanced down, his expression puzzled, unsure if he'd heard correctly. "What?"Red turned slightly, locking eyes with the reindeer. "I said more..." Rhein grinned widely, accepting the challenge. "At your service, brat." Grabbing Red’s left legfor better leverage, he began anew, thrusting with greater intensity now that the coated insideseased their relentless pace.Right there, they both knew this was going to be a long night.